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It happened some years ago. I was in college and I had a friend named Rina. On one evening I walked up to the door of the house and rang the doorbell. I heard footsteps and then the door opened revealing Rina smiling. I smiled back at the lovely girl and entered the front hall.

I passed her the brown paper bag and she took its contents, a bottle of Champaign, and placed it on the front hall table. Rina and I are both finishing 1st year at university, so we are I looked at Rina; a tall slim classically pretty sexy with blue eyes, shoulder length hair and long legs. She is slightly taller, if certain little bids are telling the truth, interested in me.

Rita is shorter than her sister with green-grey eyes, a pretty upturned nose and medium brown hair that falls part way down her back. She has a more average build for a teen-aged girl and therefore more of a figure than Rina. I admired Rita as I followed her, she was pretty cute!

I carefully measured three weak rum and Cokes and we returned to the den and began to talk. Naturally, with three very inexperienced drinkers, some giggling and laughing soon erupted, even though the amount of alcohol consumed was not yet very large. As the talk became more playful, I noticed the electricity in the den. I sensed that both these Strip poker erotic stories liked me and found me attractive and were therefore flirting with me.

Although I have had some girlfriends, my sexual experience is pretty pathetic; amounting to touching a bare breast during a session of heavy kissing and then being told by my now ex-girlfriend to stop. The first drinks were pretty well gone so we decided to have seconds. When we returned with new drinks and some chips and fruit the conversation started up anew. Debbie was a mutual friend, a petite redhead, in the same year as Rita, but a little older; I played sports with her brothers.

Does he like her? Rina and I both laughed loudly. If her parents found out we would have been in a lot of trouble. With some alcohol to spur me on, I immediately entered into a detailed explanation. There is no betting.

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After each hand the loser has to remove one piece of clothing. In addition the winner of the hand can choose to have one other person remove a piece of clothing. When you remove a ificant piece of clothing, like a shirt, pants or underwear, you have to stand up so everyone can see you. Once you are naked, you still keep playing, if you lose a hand or are chosen by the winner of a hand you have to do a dare chosen by the winner. The next person to do a dare gets a yellow one, maybe to kiss or hug someone for a Strip poker erotic stories. After that its red dares. When everyone has lost all their clothes, there is one final hand with everyone naked.

The winner of this hand gets to request dares from all of the others but this time they can involve themselves in the dare or request something between two of the losers. While I was explaining all of this, the girls were drinking and listening, so the second round of rum and Cokes were nearly gone except for my glass, which was only half empty. This was probably a good Strip poker erotic stories, because I was starting to feel the effects of the rum a little.

Once I finished there was an awkward moment of silence. Everyone, I am sure, was thinking about the game I had just described. When the girls left the room, I realized that my explanation might have spoiled the party. In particular, even though the girls had asked about the rules, I knew from certain other little birds that Rina was quite shy about boys and had never had a boyfriend.

Maybe I just blew my chance with her. Maybe I was too forward allowing this particular subject to last so long. Maybe she would think I was trying to get her to play strip poker. Maybe …. Rita returned with two fresh drinks and she and I discussed school for a few moments. When Rina came back into the room she sat down. Her beautiful blue eyes seemed to have some extra sparkle. She waited until she had our attention. Rita and I paused, not certain what we were hearing was real. I was confused; beautiful Rina, of all the girls I knew, would have been the last one I could have imagined asking for an actual game!

Rita reddened further. I was stunned; for Rina this was totally out of character; Rina always deferred to Rita regarding boys and parties and such, because Rita had more experience. Now Rina was the daring one and Rita was the hesitant one. It seemed best to retreat to the kitchen until the situation resolved itself. As I mixed the rum and Coke I realized that if they decided to play I was going to have to participate or look like a total coward to Rina. Which might mean showing myself naked to two girls. No way!

No talking to anyone about this!

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Rina left the room and I sat there nervous, but also excited at the prospect of possibly seeing not one but two real live naked girls; and very beautiful ones too! I decided that using the bathroom would be a good idea as well and when Rita returned she pointed out where I could find it. As I relieved myself I noticed that my little soldier was trying to arise, another problem! I tried to calm him down before returning to the den. When I got back the girls went Strip poker erotic stories the kitchen for new drinks and then we took a half a dozen cushions from the sofa and chairs and placed them on the den carpet as seats around the coffee table with the Rumoli board folded underneath the glass top where everyone could see it.

Rina closed the drapes and turned out any unnecessary lights. The atmosphere was positively electric. The laughter also helped to break the tension in the room and it seemed to me that Rita had gotten over her anxiety somewhat and given her outgoing personality was becoming more excited by prospects ahead, now that she had taken the first step. Rina was looking directly into my eyes and she seemed quite flushed, which I took for excitement, although it could have been the rum.

When the cards were shown, Rita had won with a pair of queens. She looked relieved! It was a big step; we were actually playing! Rina finally won a hand. I stole a glance at Rita; she was looking at Rina, clearly astonished at how calmly her shy sister was contemplating being nude in front of a boy! Despite my gentlemanly gesture in losing a hand, I was still nicely ahead having only lost my shoes. Within a few minutes I regretted my generosity as Rita won two hands in a row. I took off one sock after the first loss and then got a flash of inspiration and removed my belt after the second hand.

Gales of alcohol enhanced laughter from the girls as they conjured a mental image of me with my last sock placed strategically. But now it was time for Rina to make a decision when she remembered that she had to lose a ificant article of clothing, her sweater having gone on the hand. I tried, somewhat unsuccessfully, to not look too interested as she slipped the blouse off her shoulders and threw Strip poker erotic stories onto a chair. She was wearing a white cotton bra that contrasted nicely with her flushed skin as she blushed prettily.

You could make out the outline of her nipples on her small breasts. It was my deal, and things were getting serious. I wondered whether Rina would continue the game by taking of her skirt. Rita had a nothing hand so I laid down my two pair expecting victory. Rita just laughed at this ridiculous suggestion and then removed her sweater and I decided to get rid of my last sock.

Rina was on a bit of a roll and won the next hand also. Rita stood without hesitation to remove her blouse, probably because Rina had already done it, and I got up and took off my shirt to the approval of the girls. I play a lot of competitive tennis and am fairly fit. I thought I could see erect nipples under it. Maybe Rita was more excited about this game than I had figured. I was less nervous than I thought I would be at the beginning of the game, perhaps the rum was helping. I returned to the den, served the drinks and sat down.

Rita dealt the cards without hesitation. Rita and Rina looked at each other. Surprisingly, Rina stood up first, unzipping her skirt and letting it fall to the floor. She sat down immediately but not before I caught a glimpse of her mound covered by her white cotton panties. She met my eyes again when she noticed me looking at her.

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Rita then did the same; exposing lace trimmed panties that matched her bra. Suddenly, I realized that I was sitting with two very beautiful girls in just their underwear. My semi-firm penis decided that this was a very interesting situation and began to swell. Given that my next loss was going to be my pants, this was not good! Now there was major tension in the air, everyone realized that the next hand would cause one of the girls to expose her breasts, but no one said to not deal the cards so I did.

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